by CatNip (lit)
He knew what Craig was about to do to Lynx. Hell, if he were behind her, that’s exactly what he’d be doing.
Lynx went shaky, trembling against him. Leo kissed the quiver all the way down the nape of her neck to the swell of her shoulder. He nipped there, teasing. Goose bumps swelled, but he kept going until he caught the hard point of a nipple between his teeth again. He swirled his tongue around its cherry hard tip. He plucked it and groaned. Now, drizzle some honey across his taste buds and his cock, and he’d come a happy man. Leo went to his knees for more.
~ CatCream ~
Craig’s breathing grew ragged, harsh. Kryptonite for his cock, that’s what it was. That ass of her would destroy him. Just finger-fucking her there, he was harder than steel. He was Superman, and damn, if he didn’t get inside her now, he was going to come on the shower floor. He let his finger slide in one long, last slow time before withdrawing and soaping his hands again.
He kept one hand clasped around her stomach and waist because she was slippery wet. He massaged his way past the parted cheeks until the head of his cock bumped the little hole.
Lynx moaned. Her moan was low, ragged, and harsh. The little sound she made only made him harder. Craig aimed for another slick entry instead and gasped as he slid in deep on a single hard thrust. The impact pushed Lynx against Leo. She screamed, and Craig felt the instant flutters of her oncoming orgasm against his cock.
He fought the urge to come. He nearly withdrew from surprise when two larger hands grasped the side of his thighs, steadying him as he plunged into Lynx. She rippled around him. It was torture. It was heaven.
He groaned. Cream, warm, wet, and lubricating, drenched his cock. Those vibrations of her pussy would undo him yet. He went still, trying to picture anything but shooting off yet. He eased his cock out, quelling the urge to slam into her and finish it. He wanted her ass this time.
He rubbed the hidden spot deep between her cheeks.
“Ready for me, little Minx,” Craig whispered. “How about I take you here?” Lynx groaned in response.
Leo stood up and handed Craig the lubricant from the shower’s cubby. “Here,” was all Leo said. Leo bent back to Lynx’s neck.
Craig smoothed some over his shaft and then concentrated on generously lubricating Lynx. He worked his fingers over the puckered little entrance.
~ CatCombo ~
Lynx’s eyes flew open and her heartbeat accelerated. She felt Craig preparing her. Leo’s lips burned at her neck, and then he was kissing her face. She opened her lips to Leo as he invaded her mouth. He demanded access with his tongue. Leo’s provocative words slid across her like lava. “Can we fuck you, kitten? Need to fuck you now.” In his half-groan, half-growl at her throat, Lynx could hear the need.
But her answer was swallowed as Leo’s mouth came down on hers again. She was captive between them both. Her body clenched, anticipating, as she felt Craig working the head of his cock against her rear.
She moaned as she felt the thick head of Craig’s cock slip past the opening. She tensed momentarily, but Leo’s hand was at her mound. He thumbed her clit for a second. Sensation piled on top of sensation.
Leo’s jutting cock took the place of his hand, and he thrust suddenly, going deep on a single stroke. The force of his frontal entry ground Lynx back against Craig, catching her off guard with its suddenness. Craig’s grunt of pleasure mingled with her little scream of surprise as Craig’s cock penetrated on a long, burning slide.
All in, Craig went still, gasping. His hands were anchored at her hips, his lips at the back of her neck. She could feel his breath, hot and harsh against her skin. But his cock stretched her, and she could feel it everywhere.
She quivered, moaned against Leo’s throat, impaled between them. Leo, too, had slowed to a stop as he cradled her closer to his chest. He kissed her.
“Are you okay, kitten?” Leo gritted out. “You suck me in so sweet, but I never want to hurt you.”
“I don’t know yet,” she panted.
She squirmed, somewhere between pain and pleasure. She shouldn’t move yet, but…oh, fuck, it was impossible not to. She was too full. The duel sensations were indescribable. Desperate, Lynx managed to get her words out between her gasps for breath. “Don’t stop now, please, both of you. Fuck me. Move, damn it.”
She tried to move between them, but she was held in suspension between their hard bodies and harder cocks. She was close to sobbing, her emotions as intense as the position she found herself in.
Being fucked, hell, being thoroughly loved by the two of them felt incredible, damn near overwhelming. They fulfilled her and the dark needs she’d never known she had. Yet, the love and trust she could feel coalescing with them was even more vibrant.
All coherent thought vanished for Lynx as Craig began the long slow slide in and out. And then Leo would thrust. Their rhythm was easy at first, a slow tango. Each time Craig pushed past her resistance, Lynx rocked near the edge. The burn of each entry as singing as the first, but now, a new heat bloomed with it.
Leo was hitting the swollen button of her clit each time he slid in. Lynx moaned in appreciation.
The rhythm changed. Craig began to fuck in and out a little faster. Lynx felt every nuance, reassured her as he powered into her. Craig’s voice at her ear sent shivers up and down her spine as he nipped at, and then groaned into her ear.
“You’re squeezing my cock like a velvet vice, baby. It’s the hottest fist of pleasure I’ve ever known. You’re so tight, little minx, it’s pure arson around my cock. I’m going to explode soon.”
Lynx heard him gasp with pleasure on the next stroke in.
She knew Leo could hear every word Craig said, too. His shaft had swelled. His strokes had grown faster, too. Leo groaned, and she felt more cream gush from her pussy. Leo’s next thrust had her biting back whimpers of need.
Craig crooned, “Baby, I can’t hold back much longer, but I don’t know that I can control this much longer, little minx.” His breathing grew ragged, his thrusts harder.
Even in the shower, she could smell the tang of Craig’s earthy, lusty scent. Craig was sweat-slick. He slid Lynx’s hair away from her ear again. His voice was rougher, and need bled through it. “I don’t want to hurt you, but I want to fuck you harder. Will you be okay, kitten? Tell me now. I never want to hurt you, Lynx. I love you.”
Craig’s admission tore from his throat, his breathing was harsh. Lynx knew he meant every word. Emotions threatened to avalanche her. She felt a shiver rush down her spine straight to the sweet, dark spot Craig was buried in. He had slowed again, waiting for her to answer. He was deliberately trying to hold back for her.
Love coursed through her and then settled deep inside her. She moved back against Craig, felt him slide deeper inside her. She moaned appreciatively, then whispered saucily, “I love you too, Marozi. Now, damn it, make me come.”
Lynx moaned as she felt Craig instantly swell, stretching her farther. His hands trembled at her hips for a split-second before he began powering into her with punishing thrusts that left her whimpering.
Leo nipped at her other ear, whispering huskily, “I love you, kitten. Are you going to come, baby? I want you to come for us again. I love to watch you come apart.”
Leo’s hands cradled her head as he bent to kiss her. His tongue owned her mouth, but his lips were tender. Lynx cried out as Craig powered forward again.
Craig and Leo gained rhythm, rocked into her in unison. She could barely breathe feeling the slide of one against the other. She wondered, for the barest of seconds, if they felt what she could.
Then, the fullness, the sensuous burn of Craig shafting over hidden nerve endings became Lynx’s focus. Sensations collided. Leo shafted deep, touching her womb. She sobbed, nearly screamed from the sensory overload. Her orgasm hit her like a super-nova. Spots blinded her vision.
Craig let out a harsh roar and began pistoning in and out like a sledgehammer. His cock jerked, spewing spurt after spurt of the hot flu
id of his release deep inside her.
Seconds later, Leo let out a roar as he, too, began to come. The sound could have made her hair stand on end, but Lynx had never heard anything so erotic.
Then, Leo pushed her wet hair aside. He found the nape of her neck. His teeth sank in.
Lynx heard Craig catch his breath as she convulsed between them. Craig lifted her hair and buried his face at the other side of her nape. She felt the scrape of his teeth an instant before Craig’s cock surged in forcefully again. At the second piercing bite, she screamed as another climax hit. It barreled over her, as strong as the first one.
Shockwaves surged through her in bolts of exquisite sensation that seemed to have no end. Pleasure pulsed in waves, and she cried out, surrendered to it.
She fell over the edge and into a storm of mindless ecstasy.
Afterwards, Lynx lay satisfied in their arms. Leo and Craig had fully marked their possession of her. She felt safe, pleasured, and completely content. They were hers. She belonged to them. She was home.
Leo and Craig dried her off. Satiated, they collapsed on the bed. As they lay tangled together, replete, theirs was one lazy, barely distinguishable mass on the big bed. Content, Lynx lay tucked tightly in Leo’s arms. Craig was spooned against her back. He had one leg lightly thrown over hers as he nuzzled against her neck. Craig’s tongue soothed the small mark he’d left there.
She felt completely surrounded, protected, loved. Craig’s and Leo’s husky murmurs were at her ear, full of love and adoration. Feeling their possessive hands and gentle touches, Lynx wanted the night to last forever. But, she could feel the insistent, dark tug of sleep. Her eyelids kept drifting shut of their own accord.
Right before she succumbed to the dark velvet pull of dreams in their arms, Lynx mumbled, “Can’t stay awake…love you…both.” The words barely left her lips before she fell fast asleep.
~ Purr~Fect ~
Craig gazed across the delicate ridge of Lynx’s arm and shoulder to where Leo looked down at Lynx. He could see the undeniable tenderness on Leo’s face. The soft expression belied Leo’s normally fierce appearance. He looked up at Craig.
Craig could see acceptance there. Leo acknowledged it, saying, “Relax, don’t worry, bro, just try and get some sleep. We’re going to need our rest come tomorrow if Daniel and the twins are right.”
Leo nudged closer to the sleeping Lynx. His lower leg brushed Craig’s as he did.
The accidental touch would have caused discomfort, even revulsion once upon a time. Now, because of their intimacy with Lynx, their sheltering of her between them felt natural. It was oddly comforting and right.
He followed Leo’s advice. It wasn’t that difficult when the gentle rumble of purrs at his ears sounded perfect, beyond words. As Craig drifted off, the faint vibration of his own soft rumble joined theirs. This was their haven from the storm.
~ CatPause ~
Thunder rolled and lightning split the sky.
Muttering expletives under his breath, Drake pulled off the exit and into the nearest rest stop. “Damn weather,” he grumbled. “Haven’t seen a lightning storm with rain like this for ages.”
“Well,” Daniel reassured him with a contemplative look, “we won’t be doing anybody any good if we end up in an emergency room somewhere, or worse.”
“Yeah,” Colby agreed, “he’s right, Drake, and you know it. Don’t get too bent about the slow down, though. Hopefully, this same weather has slowed Adonis’s plans, too.”
“Yeah,” Daniel chimed in with the barely restrained anger he knew they all felt. “Maybe we’ll get lucky and lightning will strike the bastard.”
“Wouldn’t get your hopes up just yet,” Drake replied, sounding grim. “Chances are Adonis got a decent head start on us. Worse, we probably gave it to him by going the opposite direction.”
“Hey, it’s not going to help anything if we beat ourselves up here,” Daniel said dryly, “but yeah, I do wish the weather would cooperate with us better. I guess I feel like we got a little bit lucky finding Lynx and Felice as quickly as we did.
“But what if our luck doesn’t hold out? I’ve been through some tough missions and undercover operations in my time. I know luck plays its part, however small, in who comes out ahead or even alive on the missions. I just can’t shake the feeling that we’re going to need some extra good luck to put away this slime ball.”
Their conversation ceased as another eerie bolt of lightning lit up the sky. The sky dazzled in a brilliant spider’s web of light and crackling energy. Daniel watched as the blinding rain continued to fall. Aw, hell, we’re going to be here for a little while.
~ When Cats Converge ~
Adonis and Chambers pulled up to the deserted warehouse on the outskirts of Auburndale shortly after the storm hit. Adonis didn’t mind the storm. On the contrary, in this kind of weather, they didn’t need to worry so much about being seen. Adonis handed the ring of keys to Chambers and watched as he made a mad dash through the downpour to the warehouse door. A minute later, Adonis pulled into the building’s wide entrance. He parked and turned off the engine.
Jumping out of the silver Honda Pilot, he and Chambers had hot-wired shortly after dumping the Jeep, Adonis flipped on his flashlight. He handed the other flashlight to Chambers. “Here, you’ll need this in here. We shouldn’t use the power out here too much. We don’t want to arouse unnecessary suspicion. If someone who believes the place is deserted should drive by and notice the lights, we could find ourselves staring at some overeager police company.”
Chambers took the flashlight, flipped it on, and let out a slow, “Whewie, would you take a look at this place, boss? You could fit Samuel’s chopper in here!”
Adonis nodded. “Sure you can, and that’s exactly what’ll be here come tomorrow. Samuels will fly in, no doubt. He hates traffic with a passion, avoids it, really, unless there’s no other way.”
“Jeez, boss, I’m starved, ready for those burgers we picked up earlier yet?”
Adonis sighed. Chambers was always hungry. Oh, well, best to get that out of the way before he tried calling Samuels again. Besides, no use bothering Samuels with the storm raging right now. Samuels could wait to hear they were fine and securely situated. They had reached the rendezvous point now, might as well let Chambers eat. With another sigh, Adonis handed Chambers the takeout bag.
Chapter 22
Samuels hung up the phone at his warehouse in Vero Beach, smiling. Good, he thought, the calls to Pasqual and Ahmed were taken care of. Samuels knew they’d waste no time. Those two loved nothing more than a good fight, he recalled, chuckling. He barely had time to finish telling them where to meet him before they decided to take off. That’s how eager they were.
Of course, Pasqual and Ahmed’s profits as investors were at stake, too. But it didn’t matter. Those boys still loved a good rumble, no matter the reason. Still chuckling, Samuels picked up the phone again. Better tell Matthews to run a quick mechanical check of the chopper and fill her up. As much as he enjoyed this area, life at the beach had been kind of boring lately.
Leave it to Adonis, though, to sweeten the pot and provide some much needed action of a different sort. He would just have to delay his plan to tame Minx. But he was very curious to see just how closely Lynx resembled her. Hell, if Adonis couldn’t manage to get to Lynx back, Samuels figured he had enough contacts to help pull it off. His nephew could learn a thing or two from him. Who knows, maybe once the wildcats were both tamed, they’d all hang out together, him and Minx, Adonis and Lynx. Now wouldn’t that just be sweet? Maybe even raise their kids together one day, with or without their mothers, depending on how things went.
~ CatColors ~
A few hours later, the storm finally subsided. Colby took the wheel this time. Dawn broke slowly over the horizon. The brilliant orange of the rising sun cast a hazy glow. As they entered the highway, Daniel looked up and saw the fading outline of a double rainbow shimmering in an arc ahead. A sense of hope flo
oded him at the beautiful sight. Maybe things would turn out all right. With a measure of peace restored, Daniel listened as Colby and Drake did their usual bantering up front. He was just relieved to be back on the road. But the sooner they made it back to the ranch, the better he knew he’d feel.
Chapter 23
She was cradled in Roberto’s arms. It felt soothing, considering. Felice blinked, gradually becoming aware that she was home again. Her dream had been just a nightmare after all. Roberto was the one holding her.
Adonis had been there, in her dreams, her worst nightmare. Despite the fact that she consciously remembered how he’d drugged her, and she knew her reactions had been a result of that, the lingering feelings of guilt remained. Being bound and used by a man she didn’t even know-had hated, even-was sickening.
Felice turned her head away from Roberto’s compassionate gaze. How could he still be looking at her like that? He was so full of love and understanding. Why did he want to protect her still? Was she even worth it?
Roberto took her chin in his hand and ever so gently turned her face to his. “Sweetie, what’s wrong? Why won’t you look at me?”
Felice gulped back another sob. “You would hate me, Roberto, if you knew.”
“Knew what, sweetheart? Don’t you understand how much I love you? Don’t you know that I could never, ever hate you?” His voice slid over her like a soothing balm, but the waves of guilt would not abate. Felice lowered her eyes, still unwilling to look into his.
“Roberto, the things he did…” She paused. Her voice trembled when she continued. “The things Adonis did to me there…I hated it. You have to know that. But,” and she paused again, her voice sinking to a whisper, “I couldn’t help it, I…I-I just couldn’t. He gave me no choice.
“You know I would have fought if I’d been able. I wasn’t able, Roberto.” Felice’s eyelashes fluttered against her cheeks as the tears started pooling before streaking down to her jaw line. They fell in earnest as the sobs racked her body.